Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 141 The Scorching Sun (40 pages)

The next morning, Gu Yao woke up from his warm bed, and the sunlight streaming into the room through the gaps in the curtains brought a unique kind of vitality.

He turned over slightly and pulled on it.

A wave of soreness washed over me, and my wrist, which I had extended out of the blanket, was bruised and purple.

It hurt a little.

Gu Yao couldn't help but frown.

Qi Xuan was still lying beside him.

The young man's handsome face appeared exceptionally soft and hazy in the morning light.

Her once neatly styled hair had become messy after last night's commotion, making her look less serious.

Her bangs were damp, and her eyes, fixed on her, held a deep longing.

Gu Yao couldn't help but blush as he thought about it.

He couldn't help but reach out and brush aside the messy bangs on the young man's forehead, a wry smile on his face.

But just as those fingers fiddled around a couple of times, the person who was asleep grabbed her wrist.

Those eyes, which had been closed, opened at that moment.

There was not a trace of the grogginess of just waking up. On the contrary, it was perfectly clear.

Those deep black eyes held a gentle yet helpless smile, so warm it made my heart tremble.

Qi Xuan looked at the boy's stunned expression, then at the bruises on the boy's wrist.

She twirled it with a touch of heartache.

Gu Yao's skin was already fair, and the bluish tinge made it even more noticeable.

It was bluish-purple with a hint of red, yet it possessed an irresistible, cruel beauty.

As Qi Xuan looked at it, he couldn't help but think of last night.

It's gorgeous.

Her skin was white with a hint of pink.

He couldn't help but place his soft touch on that fair wrist.

The soft touch landed on my wrist, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.

Coupled with Qi Xuan's eyes, which were filled with longing and desire, Gu Yao couldn't help but shrink back.

Even though he was covered by a blanket, he always felt like he was naked.

Qi Xuan looked at the boy's face, which seemed to be smeared with rouge, but couldn't help but look down.

Noticing Qi Xuan's gaze, Gu Yao pulled the blanket up to create distance between herself and Qi Xuan, glaring at her, "Don't look!"

Qi Xuan looked at the boy's childish actions, which lacked any of the boldness he displayed last night.

He propped his head up on the bed, looking at the boy with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Ah Yao means there's a place we can't look at? But every place exists here, especially..."

Qi Xuan pointed to his head, his gaze teasing as he looked down from Gu Yao's face... cough cough.

The implications are clear to those who understand.

Looking at Qi Xuan's expression, Gu Yao felt it was particularly irritating. He glanced at the clothes hidden under the curtains and gave Qi Xuan a wicked smile.

He suddenly pulled the blanket up, and the entire gray blanket was wrapped around the boy's body.

Compared to the large quilt, the boy's figure appeared exceptionally small.

It's like a child who has stolen and put on an adult's clothes.

Qi Xuan wasn't in much better shape at that moment either.

As soon as he lifted the blanket, he realized that the morning air was still a bit chilly.

They looked at each other, completely bewildered.

Gu Yao couldn't help but move his gaze from Qi Xuan's face to...

Wow, it's so vibrant!

He stood there, at a loss.

Throwing the blanket back is not the way to go.

Continuing to stand there isn't an option either.

He could only lower his head and engage in a pointless game with his toes, a game of cat and mouse where whoever moves first is the dog.

Qi Xuan was initially a little embarrassed, but then he saw the boy glance at him and his stiff face, which turned red from his neck to his ears, and he couldn't help but laugh.

The boy lowered his head, his bright red earlobes exposed to Qi Xuan's eyes, arousing a desire in him to tease him.

But before he could do anything, the boy in front of him, who looked like he was facing the wall in repentance, grabbed the clothes on the ground and rushed into the bathroom wrapped in the blanket, not caring whether they were his or not.

Qi Xuan looked at the clean curtains, the clean bed, and himself.

silent.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

He looked at the closed bathroom door, resignedly got up, and went to the closet to rummage through his clothes.

Gu Yao dragged the blanket into the bathroom.

When I looked up, I was faced with my reflection in the mirror.

Her delicate collarbone and slender neck were exposed.

It can only be described in four words.

Miserable.

Everyone would call him worse than an animal.

Gu Yao's face darkened, and he threw off the blanket.

Oh, it's all a surprise.

That's all... my ass.

It's unbearable to watch.

Gu Yao sighed and started looking for his own clothes from a pile of clothes.

Thankfully, at least the clothes are intact.

Although it's all wrinkled.

I was deeply moved.

It was some kind of black...unidentified fabric.

Are you suggesting I put it in neutral?!

Gu Yao looked at it and sighed.

Let it hang there.

I'll change my clothes when I get back to my room.

After mentally preparing himself, Gu Yao finally emerged from the bathroom.

Then I saw the culprit sitting in a chair, smiling happily at me.

Gu Yao pursed his lips; he felt very insecure right now.

He then gave Qi Xuan a friendly smile and ran towards the door with lightning speed.

You should also be careful to cover it up.

Otherwise, it would be a social death scene.

Qi Xuan watched the boy leave in a hurry and smiled helplessly.

Does he look like a beast?

Is it really that much of a craving?

I recalled the boy's slightly red eyes and the deep and shallow marks on his neck.

Qi Xuan glanced down at it...

Fuck! (a plant)

He does seem to have a bit of... cough cough.

The moment Gu Yao escaped back to his room, he felt a sense of relief he had never felt before.

I felt like I had survived a disaster.

The movements were a bit too large.

That's a bit of a stretch.

I don't know if it's cracked.

Gu Yao, who had suffered a work injury, put on his clothes with particular sorrow.

Just as she finished dressing, there was a knock on the door, which startled Gu Yao.

"Ah Yao, I'm going to work now. Are you alright?"

Qi Xuan's voice carried a hint of hesitation, even though he knew he should be mindful of his words.

But I still can't help but worry.

Hearing that voice now, Gu Yao couldn't help but think of the voice breathing heavily in his ear yesterday, saying things that made him blush and feel restless.

The more I think about it, the more...

Stop, I can't think about it anymore.

He reached out and touched his face.

It's so hot.

Qi Xuan didn't get a reply from Gu Yao and thought something had really happened to him. He had already imagined a ridiculous scene in his mind: some unknown breed of white rabbit slipped and fell in the bathroom and couldn't get up.

Qi Xuan raised his hand and knocked on the door again. This time, the boy's voice came through the door, sounding somewhat muffled and... hoarse.

"Brother Xuan, I'm fine, you can go first."

Qi Xuan frowned. "Are you really alright?"

Gu Yao said somewhat helplessly, "It's just that my throat is a little sore, it's nothing serious."

Upon hearing this, Qi Xuan blushed.

I remember the boy's red eyes and his exhausted voice last night.

They whimpered and begged for mercy in a soft, guttural voice.

Qi Xuan coughed lightly twice, then raised his hand and rubbed his bright red earlobe.

"Then A-Yao should rest well at home."

After saying that, he moved his feet very quickly.

It felt as if some ferocious beast was chasing us from behind.

As the sounds outside faded into the distance, Gu Yao breathed a slight sigh of relief.